Monday, 30 June 2025

Crocodiles





It seems to be the summer holidays, schoolwise, as the playground on the The Green was full on Friday and there was a crocodile of young children heading towards the beach with a lot of noise and a couple of brave adults. I am guessing it was one of those summer clubs that kids have to be in these days, with both parents needing to work.

It seems sad somehow - mainly I guess because I would have hated it.  I loved the freedom of the long summer holidays, playing out every day with friends, in the road, in the garden, in the parks, in our various houses if it rained.  We structured ourselves, and had all sorts of games.  We played hopscotch in the middle of the road, drawing lines with stones we broke for the chalk in them.  Of course, you would be squashed flat by passing cars before you even got an inch of line drawn these days, never mind hopping on the squares.

I found two crocodiles in the Captains's photo gallery, as the cafe looks very croc-like to me.   Locally it is known as "The Rusty Hulk".

By Sunday afternoon the promised heat was arriving - and there was no longer any sea breeze, alas.

I pixelled myself to the meeting on Sunday morning - everything hurt too much for me to be able to drive. Also at home I can take a few minutes out halfway through to lie down on the sofa and ease the pain in my back.  I am getting worryingly like my mother and granny in their final years.

This morning Col is checking the moths out of their hotel - loads of them - and it is revving up to be hot hot hot - and, so far, no breeze.  I have two Zoom sessions this morning.

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